How To Train Your Cat | Not So Much Walking

Another Cat-astrophe!

A bit of walking, a lot of eating, and tons of tugging is more like it. BOL I feel like breaking into a song: "Who let the katz out? Woof, woof, woof, woof!" Let me translate for the ones still waking up: catwalk=disorder+confusion! They, the cats, have actually caused me so much uncertainty that I'm torn. What am I?

What am I?

Now to the real katz. While Maximilian our XXXL Maine Coon cat acts like the purrfect gentleman, I can't say the same about the twins. Bob and Jet aren't the cat's pajamas. Watch this:

I think Bob confused roll with stroll

He eventually took his first steps.

Look at the baby!

And here are two how to train your cat videos to demonstrate the perfect walking refusal technique.

Courtesy of Bob

Courtesy of Jet

And finally, The Cat Walk

(this is boring)

Not to be confused with Khyra's walks!

In the end, both katz were happy with their "walk". Jet ended up eating instead of cat food a bunch of grass too. Another way of saying this is, Momma ended up cleaning up after her. Haaaa...

Twink!

Waaaait: I'm not done. I just found out it's my friend, Stella's, fourth birthday today and I want to wish her a Happy Birthday filled with walkies, purple armchairs, many fabulous walks at the beach and anything she desires. Gunther and Betty, I'm sure you'll get some cake too. Four toots for Stella!!!!